David Haller (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} xgene) wrote, |
And yet, wouldn't some part of his mind have to know Hebrew to make someone speak it, even in the Astral Plane? Apart from a few token phrases and words, David didn't speak a lick of it, and the rabbi was going full-force without stopping. It wasn't gibberish made up to sound like it, it was the real deal.
"We can't be," he whispered, shaking his head, eyes back on Syd, hand immediately going for the scarf for them to have some kind of connection. His instinct from there? Backing away. Tugging for her to follow, he made more distance, distance enough that no one would notice them outright. Especially not Amy. There was this sick feeling in his stomach that if she saw him... it'd be bad. Very bad.
The sky above was different, overcast. There was a more severe chill in the air and no leaves were left on any of the trees. It was the same place, but different. Everything just shifted enough to make his skin feel like it was crawling -- the charged feeling was gone, replaced instead with this sickening dread that he didn't belong here.
And the crowd? They were all...
"This is real," he muttered, horrified. "They're all real." He could hear their thoughts. All there, all a chaotic haze in a group, but there all the same. The horror only compounded in that moment as his eyes returned to Sydney once more. "This can't be a thing. Can it? Time travel? Really?" No. It couldn't. And yet, they were staring right at it, thrown right into the deep end of 'one year ago' like it was nothing. Like it was totally a thing that could happen!